The Battle
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*warning* some of these poems contain themes of suicidal thoughts, emotional abuse and depression
I am finally in a good enough place to be able to start sharing my poetry with people. So, I am going to start with this collection of my poetry from when I was not so okay.
These poems helped me to get over a really bad break up. They depict my journey through my mental health and my current struggle to get back to who I want to be.
April 2019 -
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